"Heh. Yeah - speaking of which, tell your wife I said hey." Ben hung up laughing as his friend laughed along with him.

This case was definitely starting off weirdly. He put the cards with the addresses of the property in his pocket, and put on his jacket. First stop would definitely be the Subway station, and then Leaky Bill, his old street informant. If a murder went down, Bill would've heard about it.

Exiting his office with a wave to Joy, Ben made his way down to a nearby subway station, paying the fare necessary to get to the station on East 68th.